Not romantic but it worked

Pam grasped Matt's stiff cock, squeezed it in her fist, and started jerking it up and down. She kept her eyes on the road as if no looking at his dick meant she wasn't really doing anything. Of course, she could also see any cops coming which was a good thing.

"Can I, like, see your tits?" Matt asked.

"No."

Oh, well. He'd tried.

He leaned back and studied Pam's face as she efficiently stroked his cock.

He wasn't sure but he thought maybe she wasn't hating this as much as she pretended. For sure, she wasn't completely turned on by it. Her breathing stayed even and her fingers felt cool as they held his dick.

"I've got some Kleenex in the glove compartment," she said. "Grab one and have it ready. We don't want to leave a mess in mom's car."

Actually, the thought of leaving a nice glob of semen where Cindi, Pam, or Mrs. Phuan would sit in it had a distinct appeal. But he could see Pam's point. If Mrs. Phuan saw evidence of that Pam and he were doing, all three of the women would be off-limits. And he suspected Cindi's feelings would be hurt.

He pulled out a Kleenex and waited as the pressure built up. "Uh, I'm about to--"

She grabbed the Kleenex from him and slapped it over the tip of his dick as he exploded.

He thought she'd stop when he started coming but he was pleased that Pam continued stroking him, milking out every drop of semen.

"Take the Kleenex with you," she said. "I don't want to get caught with that in the car."

"Uh, thanks. That was really nice." And it was. He'd never had a girl touch his dick before and while this had felt a little, well, commercial, he'd still gotten his first handjob. And a handjob from a really pretty college girl was something to remember.

"You just keep your part of the deal." She restarted the car.